The vast Sea of Sand stretched endlessly. Even in late spring, the blazing sun was exceptionally vicious.
Only Far Spirit Oasis held a massive Far Spirit Lake, its green ripples undulating across the surface while lush vegetation flourished along its shores.
A spirit boat flew in, and two figures descended from it: Ye Jingcheng, dressed in plain robes, and Chu Yanqing.
This trip to Far Spirit Oasis did not carry much danger, so Ye Jingcheng had simply brought Chu Yanqing out to relax.
Ever since coming to the Sea of Sand, she had scarcely had the chance to properly look around.
Now that he had broken through to the late-stage golden core and the Golden Core Peak was close at hand, it was the perfect time to travel with Chu Yanqing. It would temper his state of mind while also allowing him to properly keep her company.
Otherwise, once he broke through to the Golden Core Peak, he would need to enter seclusion again and charge toward the Nascent Soul Realm.
That would likely mean another thirty or forty years of closed-door cultivation.
"This oasis has developed remarkably quickly. There are at least a dozen more oases now!" Chu Yanqing landed beside the lake, her graceful figure wavering like a shadow. Rather than looking at the spirit fish in Far Spirit Lake, she pointed toward the scattered green specks in the distant Sea of Sand and spoke with a touch of emotion.
Those green specks were newly established oases. At this moment, they were like imperial guards stationed before the throne, encircling and protecting Far Spirit Oasis.
The last time Chu Yanqing had come to Far Spirit Oasis was decades ago. Back then, there had not been nearly so many oases here.
"The plan for affiliated families is quite good,"